SAVE YOUR BREATH TO LIGHT A FIRE; WE’RE GONNA START A WAR.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Today has been such a huge emotional roller coaster. Hock Eu told me to go jogging and clear my head. But now it’s raining and I’ve got the effin’ period cramps. Maybe, just maybe, hormones are why I’m feeling so crappy. But to prove that it’s not, I’m making a real effort to get over myself. Mind over body. And then I went and talked to Elyssia too. Lucky me that I did. And you know WHAT? SCREW IT. YES I may be naive. YES I’ve grown up pretty much sheltered, insulated in my little bubble of perfection so that I hardly know the problems of the real world. YES I know that I have no idea how hard it’s going to be to change the world but so bloody what, I still believe that I can. Your (and I’m speaking to more than one person here) opinion doesn’t matter. Because for every Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein and every rags-to-riches real-life story this out there, there were (and are) a billion more dreams that were quashed because of people like you. I am not going to view my optimism as a PROBLEM. I am not going to translate it into “ a naivety that has to be fixed”. I am going to see it as my greatest strength. A lot of my self-worth went down the drain today. But you know what? I’m going to get OVER this. And here’s my aha! moment: Only a pessimist could see optimism as a bad thing. So somebody tell me why I’m even bothering being upset? 
Hell yeah. *emulates Pink* Nananana nanana nananana nana.
INTRODUCING
Name: Louise
13 April 1992
You can only call me Lulu if you don’t think the name’s funny.
I am a member of the Smiley Conspiracy and a proud ex-CHS-ian, graduating class of 2009. Now doing A-Levels at HELP University College. Is proudly Malaysian, but doesn’t look like it and is proud of that too.
This is the 7th time I am editing this about section of the blog this year; I have sort of accepted that my personality is ever-evolving, ever-changing, therefore rendering my moods as volatile as the weather. But just as there are some things that have stood untouched across the centuries by harsh weather, so there are some things with me that remain ever the same: a belief that to live is to learn, and the ability to bounce back from setbacks.
What I love also remains constant. I love good food, dancing, fresh experiences, open minds and friendly people, all of which can be found in the wonderful wonderful city that is Istanbul. I love musicals, plays, good books, stickers, owls, colourful wrapping paper, hugs and kisses, chocolates, almost any music from the 17th to the 21st century, intense debates and post-it notes.
Fictional characters I have been compared to (in terms of personality) are Piglet from Winnie The Pooh and Kelsi from High School Musical.
I dream of finishing this list [29/8/2010: list is undergoing revamp!], and my secret ambition is to become a hairdresser or bartender. Unfortunately I’m also incredibly kiasu, so I’m going to go to university just to show everyone that I can. But want to go to uni also because I love learning lah!
Words that describe me are impulsive, impetuous, quixotic, sanguine, quirky, bewildered, kiasu and hodgepodge. The last one also refers to my sense of fashion.
*GRINS* :D
SAVE YOUR BREATH TO LIGHT A FIRE; WE’RE GONNA START A WAR.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Today has been such a huge emotional roller coaster. Hock Eu told me to go jogging and clear my head. But now it’s raining and I’ve got the effin’ period cramps. Maybe, just maybe, hormones are why I’m feeling so crappy. But to prove that it’s not, I’m making a real effort to get over myself. Mind over body. And then I went and talked to Elyssia too. Lucky me that I did. And you know WHAT? SCREW IT. YES I may be naive. YES I’ve grown up pretty much sheltered, insulated in my little bubble of perfection so that I hardly know the problems of the real world. YES I know that I have no idea how hard it’s going to be to change the world but so bloody what, I still believe that I can. Your (and I’m speaking to more than one person here) opinion doesn’t matter. Because for every Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein and every rags-to-riches real-life story this out there, there were (and are) a billion more dreams that were quashed because of people like you. I am not going to view my optimism as a PROBLEM. I am not going to translate it into “ a naivety that has to be fixed”. I am going to see it as my greatest strength. A lot of my self-worth went down the drain today. But you know what? I’m going to get OVER this. And here’s my aha! moment: Only a pessimist could see optimism as a bad thing. So somebody tell me why I’m even bothering being upset? Hell yeah. *emulates Pink* Nananana nanana nananana nana.
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